Wife Kim An

Chapter 45

Hungry Ghost Festival is actually more lively than Qixi Festival and Qingming Festival.There are lanterns and festoons everywhere on the street, altars are set up, and gods are rewarded.Temples are also built for sacrifices, and local operas or singing sets are performed on the streets and alleys to add to the fun, presenting a lively and extraordinary scene.

On this festival, people will slaughter chickens and ducks, burn incense and paper, and worship the hungry ghosts from the underworld. They believe that this can resolve their grievances and prevent them from causing harm to the world.Each family worships the ancestors with the family as a unit.

Song Mansion is no exception.Song Xin invited out the tablets of the ancestors one by one, respectfully put them on the table specially used for worship, and then inserted incense in front of the tablets of each ancestor.

Mrs. Song glanced around, and said coldly: "Where is Song Xiao? As the daughter of the Song family, she is the first grandchildren to worship, and she is not there?"

Song Xin's heart skipped a beat, and his complexion immediately sank.Mother used to be hostile towards Xiao'er, but now I'm afraid it's even more...

Shen Junyi took a step forward and said respectfully: "Back to the old lady, the wife master is busy in Yuexing Building, thinking about the menu for the second round of competition. Time is running out, I can't come, please forgive me, old lady."

Song Yanling smiled and said, "Is it really in the Yuexing Building? I heard from the fourth brother that when he went to the Yuexing Building, the eldest sister came out in a hurry. Isn't that right, the fourth brother?"

Song Xinyu, whose name was called, was taken aback for a moment. Seeing everyone's eyes focused on him, he stood awkwardly behind third sister Song Huayan: "I...I..."

Song Huayan patted his head reassuringly, and said lightly: "Second sister, you scared Xinyu to death. You can come back after you go out. Eldest brother-in-law never tells lies, why doesn't second sister believe him."

Song Lin sneered and said, "It's not that my Yanling didn't believe it, but mainly because she heard that Chuanxiangyuan had a sex conference today, and she was worried that her eldest sister would lose 1000 taels of silver just like last time to buy a smile for a beautiful woman. So much tonight Beauty, maybe tomorrow morning I will receive a bill of several thousand taels of silver for repayment."

Shen Junyi listened, his mouth tightly pursed together.

"Enough!" The old lady cast a cold glance at the crowd, and slammed her cane heavily on the ground, "Since Song Xiao is not here, Yan Ling, you go first."

"Yes, grandma." Yan Ling said happily.

Originally, if he followed the wife-lord, Shen Junyi would be the second to worship, but now that Song Xiao is not around, he will be the last.One person stood alone at the end.

"Jun Yi, what are you thinking about?" Song Xin walked over, met his trance-like eyes, and asked worriedly, "Tell me the truth, where did Xiao'er go?"

"She...is in Yuexing Tower." His voice was hoarse and trilled unconsciously.

"Jun Yi, you lied."

Shen Junyi bit his lips, and said softly: "I'm going to Chuanxiangyuan."

"Is it for the son who was brought back at the door last time?" Song Xin recalled, that kind of elegance is indeed rare in the world, and it is not impossible for Xiao'er to be fascinated.But in the past few days, didn't Junyi and Xiao'er just have a sweet time?
Shen Junyi nodded slightly, as if he was convincing others and himself: "She said she would be back soon."

Song Xin patted him on the shoulder and said, "Well, you have to trust her."

She paused, seemed to recall something, and said softly: "Actually, a few years ago, Xiao'er did not come back to worship her ancestors."

Song Xin looked at the plaque on the edge of the altar and said leisurely: "She... doesn't want to see her father displayed on the altar in such a cold way."

Shen Junyi raised his head in surprise, and followed Song Xin's eyes.

——Song Xin's husband, Su Qingmo.

He found that Song Xin was crying. Although he was holding back the tears, the tears still couldn't stop sliding down.

"Mother..." Shen Junyi suddenly panicked.

Song Xin wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes while holding back a laugh and said, "It's been three years, but... I still can't forget him..."

In Youshi, an hour had passed since the ancestor worship, and Song Xiao still hadn't come back, maybe there was a beautiful man sitting in Chuanxiangyuan.Shen Junyi paced the room sullenly, suddenly pulled out the silver sword under the pillow, and walked out with a gloomy face.

Dong'er was shocked and said in a panic, "Young Master, don't do stupid things."

Shen Junyi almost staggered, with a stiff face, he struggled to say two words: "Practice the sword."

Seeing that Shen Junyi was really practicing swordsmanship, Dong'er patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.He thought that the young master would enter Chuanxiangyuan with a sword and kill the vixen who seduced the eldest lady under the sword.

Fortunately, not...

In a dark room in Chuanxiangyuan, the young man was woken up by a basin of cold water. He raised his head in a daze, his wet long hair pressed against his cheek, his lips were pure, and his purple clothes were completely wet, outlining a perfect curve, which made his eyes feel beautiful. People are shocked.

The man standing in front of him was dressed in elegant and luxurious clothes, the white powder on his face fell down with his voice, his fingers hooked the boy's jaw, and the long nails made the boy cry out in pain: "I I also wonder why you have been so obedient recently. Hmph, you actually want to sell your life contract secretly! You are quite courageous."

The young man wanted to resist, but his hands were bound, so he could only turn his head to one side and spat.

Following the boy's actions, the long nails cut a string of blood beads on his jaw, and he frowned slightly in pain.

"Oh, you're still being petty!" The man took out the medicine bottle in his arms, smeared it on the boy's wound a few times, and said coldly, "You can't do anything with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so you can only make money with this appearance. Don't hurt your fair face."

As he said that, he let go of his hand, and the boy fell powerlessly to the side, gasping for breath.

"When the time is up, let him change his clothes and come out. As long as the person is not dead, it's okay to give him more medicine."

"Yes." The servant who had been following Father Xu took a step forward.

Seeing the little waiter opening the secret door and sending Father Xu out respectfully, the boy curled up in the corner, his hands tied behind his back struggling to stretch upwards.

Without anyone noticing his actions, he smoothly pulled out the jasper hairpin that Song Xiao gave him from his hair, and sharpened the rope in his hand vigorously.

His hands were numb with pain and he finally cut the rope, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"what are you doing?"

The boy suddenly raised his head, and saw the servant staring at him without blinking.He panicked, pressed the jade hairpin to his throat, and roared angrily, "Let me out!"

However, the other party just smiled, took a small stone and threw it at his wrist.The young man groaned in pain, and almost lost his grip on the jade hairpin.

The other party tilted his head, as if he was very curious about the boy's next move: "With me here, you must not die. What else would you do besides die?"

I...what else...

The boy's eyes flickered, and his mouth was tightly pursed.

He doesn't know anything, and he has always caused trouble for Song Xiao even in this world.Song Xiao said that he would secretly take him away, but as long as Chuan Xiangyuan had a contract of selling himself, he would be in danger of being arrested at any time, and Song Xiao would be in danger at that time.Song Xiao can't save him every time, he has to learn to protect himself.

He originally thought that as long as he could retrieve his deed of sale, he would be free.Get rid of those nightmares that can't go away for a long time in the night.

The humiliation and torture he suffered before he saw Song Xiao tortured him day and night, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Song Xiao.

In fact, he was very scared... He was very flustered... Traveling to ancient times is not fun at all... What's more, he actually traveled to become a noble lady of the country of women... He turned into a man.

He had nightmares every night, dreaming that he was being crushed by a woman. In the dream, he was flustered, at a loss, yelling, and no one paid attention to him.

If he didn't have a beautiful appearance, he wouldn't have to be forced to pick up guests, and he wouldn't have to worry about Father Xu spending all his time on him day and night.

yes... as long as...

The young man quickly put the hairpin on his cheek, and smiled indifferently: "If you don't die, just destroy your face." As he spoke, he stabbed it hard, with determination and relief.

The waiter's expression suddenly froze, a trace of annoyance flashed across his eyes, and he rushed forward with a stride.

In Su Xiaoyuan, a few petals hung from rows of pear trees, and buds began to grow on the trunks.Under the breeze blowing, the leaves seem to be flying in the wind.

- He is very important.

A burst of heart palpitations, hands a little weak.Shen Junyi tilted his body, thrust his sword into the ground out of inertia, and sat on the ground.Leaning against the pear tree, he panted heavily.

very strange.Even though the wound on his hand had completely healed, he was in so much pain that he couldn't hold the sword.

In the past, as long as he practiced the sword by himself, no matter how turbulent his mood was, he would calm down.Now, whenever he thought of Song Xiao going to Chuanxiangyuan, his heart couldn't calm down, and his whole body became restless.

How strange!When they got married that day, even if she was hungover in Chuanxiangyuan, did not come to hold the wedding ceremony, or even sent someone to humiliate him, he was not so angry.

Shen Junyi raised his head, and with the breeze blowing, he seemed to feel flower petals flying in the sky and falling on his face.

"Father...mother...elder sister..."

He saw his father holding his forehead with his hands, with a sad face: "This child has been running a fever, why is his body so weak?"

Her elder sister said with a smile: "Father and mother, what are you afraid of, I will take care of my younger brother."

"You child." Niang sighed, "Jun Yi is going to marry after all. He is so weak and unwilling to take medicine for treatment. You can't protect him forever. What if one day we are all gone."

"He is married, so naturally his wife is protecting him. Father, mother, what kind of person do you think my younger brother will marry in the future? My younger brother is so outstanding, I must take good care of him."

"Tick tock tick..." Shen Junyi felt his face was wet, he opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes, and saw Dong'er looking around with a paper umbrella, his eyes revealing anxiety.Suddenly, he finally found Shen Junyi, who was drenched in light rain, under the pear tree, his tense face loosened a little and hurried over.

"Young Master!" Dong'er put the paper umbrella on Shen Junyi's head, stomped her feet and said, "You've practiced for two hours today. It's raining, why don't you come in?"

Shen Junyi rubbed his swollen head, and said lightly: "I accidentally fell asleep, I didn't expect it to rain."

He didn't know when he fell asleep leaning on the tree trunk. He actually had a dream...it was raining...

July [-]th, I heard that you can see your dead relatives on this day, is it true... Then what do parents want to tell me...

The two walked into the house slowly. Shen Junyi's clothes were half wet from the rain, so he decided to take a bath and change clothes.

Dong'er brought a bathtub from outside, and found a few servants to bring hot water.

He pushed the door out from the outside, and Shen Junyi had already taken off his clothes inside the barrier. He shook the rainwater on the umbrella, and said worriedly: "It was raining heavily outside, and there was thunder. Young lady, did you not?" Bring an umbrella, shall we pick her up?"

Shen Junyi paused his undressed hand, tilted his head, and seemed to hear something funny: "Go to Chuanxiangyuan to pick her up? Zhengjun went to the prostitute's place to pick up his wife and head home?"

Dong'er heard Shen Junyi's ridicule, smiled mischievously, obediently prepared clothes for Shen Junyi after bathing, and filled the tub with hot water for him.

After everything was ready, Shen Junyi slowly stepped into the bathtub, the lukewarm water stimulated his skin, reflecting his fair face like a peach blossom.

Dong'er stood behind him, wanting to hang her shoulders for him, but saw him wave his hands to signal him to go out.

Dong'er glanced at Shen Junyi worriedly, sighed and left with her head bowed.

Shen Junyi closed his eyes, and slowly sank down until the water overflowed his lips and eyes.He slowly submerged himself completely in the water.

He has been weak since he was a child, and fell ill every now and then.The family coaxed him, never asked him to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, only let him read two or three small leisure books when he was free.

He hated drinking medicine, hated it since he was a child, and he couldn't bear it when he smelled it, and couldn't help but want to vomit.So his body became weaker and weaker, even if his parents coaxed and tricked him, they couldn't let him drink half a sip.Later, my mother had no choice but to send him up the mountain when he was eight years old, and let him practice martial arts to keep fit.

Later, he began to practice swords. He remembered that when he returned from his studies, when he showed himself healthy and healthy in front of his parents, his father hugged him and cried bitterly. The gift, unexpectedly, was the last gift he received from his mother.

It was raining heavily, and there were bursts of thunder in my ears.Xing'er carried the dinner plate and walked slowly across the corridor, with a smile on her lips, she could see that she was in a good mood.

"Sister Qingtong... Meier misses you..." Discordant whimpers came from the corner, and Xing'er's steps suddenly stopped.

"Xing'er... elder sister." Seeing Xing'er looking at her, Qingmei stuttered, "Is Xing'er's sister also here to worship Qingtong's sister?"

Xing'er frowned, and said in a bad tone: "Why does the Song Mansion allow you to worship in private, why don't you quickly put it away."

Seeing that Qingmei didn't respond, Xing'er burst into anger and kicked her burning box.

Qingmei raised her face, her face turned pale under the flash of lightning, she said in a daze, "Ah... I'm burning money for Sister Qingtong..."

Xing'er snorted coldly: "People are dead, it's useless to burn anything." After finishing speaking, she continued to carry the plate and left leisurely.

"Hmph. Today is the fifteenth day. It is said that those who died tragically will come back to seek revenge on those who caused her." Qing Yan stepped forward, helped Qing Mei, and said coldly to Xing'er's back, "Some people have done bad things. Watch out for ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night!"

She turned her head to Qingmei and said softly, "Qingmei, let's go."

"She committed suicide by herself, blame me for the shit." Xing'er spat, her eyes turned cold, and she tightly clenched the hand holding the plate.

What is she afraid of!Everyone was killed by her, so what would ghosts be afraid of!
Looking at the dishes on the plate, a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Dong'er, is Young Master taking a bath inside?"

Dong'er nodded, and said worriedly: "It's been a while."

"I put the dishes here." Xing'er asked casually, "Missy will be back tonight."

Dong'er said angrily, "Probably."

In Chuanxiang Yuanzhong, it was very lively.

In the Nuan Pavilion, a dark fragrance floats.After the beauty bathed and changed her clothes, her body exuded a fragrant fragrance, and there were little drops of water entwined in her hair, with a graceful posture.

"Zi Yan... I will definitely take a picture of you tonight, no matter how much it costs!"

The promise made by the woman in front of him was extremely ridiculous in his eyes.

He never cared about the so-called auction conference.Although he used his talents to escape disaster, he became the top card of performing arts without selling himself.But in the end it was the fate of being auctioned...

He took a sip of his tea, and didn't listen carefully to the ramblings of the woman opposite him.

He tilted his head and kept thinking.

Song Xiao is still alive...why is Song Xiao still alive...she obviously brought her own sachet...

"Ziyan..." The woman felt lost for a while, "Is it because you don't like me that you ignore me? Or is it because the person you like is Song Xiao? You have been asking me about her recently..."

Like... well... he does like someone.The love that prostitutes dare not expect, but he expects, or more.

Sometimes, the person you want doesn't want you, but the person who doesn't want you pesters you.It's that simple.

He lightly tapped the table with his fingers, with very casual movements and a very casual tone: "I like Miss Song, I love it very much."

It's just that it's not Song Xiao.

——Yan'er, once I take charge of the Song family, I will redeem you and marry you as my husband...

He laughed softly, his mouth filled with happiness.

(End of this chapter)